Tuesday, June 28, 2011

The Best Salad Dressing Ever


As I mentioned I'm doing a detox, or clean diet this week. No gluten, dairy, eggs, soy, sugar, alcohol etc. I have followed the Dr. Junger detox roughly, as seen in GOOP. If you don't know what GOOP is ... it's Gwyneth Paltrow's newsletter. I open it weekly to imagine life in the GP lane. It's rarely applicable to my life, but a year ago she posted a 7 day cleanse diet. It's actually easy to follow. The recipes are good and I can still run while giving my body a rest from 'toxins'.

My favorite recip is the carrot dressing. I make mine with less oil, because the first time I made it I was out of oil and liked the result. I don't really follow the recipe exactly I just roughly combine things to my taste. For instance, I use barley miso instead of white. If I'm out of sesame oil, I skip it.

Carrot and Ginger Dressing
  • 1 large carrot, peeled and roughly chopped
  • 1 large shallot, peeled and roughly chopped
  • 2 tablespoons roughly chopped fresh ginger
  • 1 tablespoon sweet white miso
  • 2 tablespoons rice wine vinegar
  • 1 tablespoon roasted sesame seed oil
  • 1/4 cup grapeseed oil
  • 2 tablespoons water
Throw the carrot, shallot, ginger, and vinegar in your food processor. I use the KitchenAid handheld immersion blender (aka the kitchen swiss army knife. I love it.) Last add the other oils and mix it all up. I serve it over mixed greens, avocados and sunflower seeds. O ate some on a Gordito with avocado.

To see the original carrot and ginger dressing recipe and others, check out the GOOP detox newsletter and scroll the bottom.

Unpaid Plug for the KitchenAid Immersion Blender of WondersI make smoothies, cookies, salad dressings, what-have-you. It takes up no space and is the only kitchen tool I need.

Sunday, June 26, 2011

feed your head

I enjoy running unplugged. Running on trails in silence may be the closest I'll ever come to meditation (can't SIT STILL). But once a week I treat myself to a run with my own personal soundtrack. Here's a couple artists I've been enjoying.

1. My Morning Jacket
They have a new album out called "Circuital" and I can't stop listening.



2. Yeasayer
Old Yeasayer, new Yeasayer (yes, there are two new tracks out there) it's all great running music.


I'd be lying if I didn't tell you there is some sugary ear candy on my mix, like Nicki Minaj's Pink Friday.

So what are you listening to?

Saturday, June 25, 2011

Expo Detox

I have worked two expos back to back. Last weekend I was in Vancouver USA, and this week I was right here in Seattle for the Rock n' Roll. Expo days are long days, with no time to sit or eat, or think a complete thought other than, "Do we have the birds tee in medium out..."

I started to feel awful on Monday midway through a 10 mile run with Sarah. The run deteriorated into a hobbling search for the next restroom. From the SLU Starbucks, to Irwin's in Wallingford, I was cafe hopping in the worst way. The next two days I was so exhausted I can only describe it as feeling drugged on cough syrup. Fuzzy around the edges. Barely able to lift my arms by 6pm. So bizarre.

I gave myself the week off of running, knowing that on Thursday was back on my feet for the Rock n Roll expo. Two 11 hour days later I'm looking back. Lunch was a Diet Pepsi and Sport Beans... or a Larabar. I think I drank one bottle of water between both days. Friday night I rushed from the office to my house then straight back out to watch O play at the Qcafe. I was so tired. Dinner there (at 10pm) was a scone and bag of chips. Then three glasses of wine at the Boxcar. I didn't sleep until 2am. And as I drifted off I made this promise, I will either get up and cheer at the marathon or I will make myself go to Sassy Fit Method. And when I woke up with a heavy head, still exhausted I decided I needed a detox week.

First things first: sweat the Merlot out of my system. Luckily I had Olivia ready at 10:30am to kick my booty at Sassy Method Class. Check.

Second: shop for food. My fridge had an onion, aloe juice, and that's pretty much it. Where have I been? Whole Foods and Trader Joes. Check. Check.

Third: stick to it! No sugar, alcohol, wheat, gluten, dairy, fatty nuts... one week. I'm not giving up caffeine. I know, I know... I just never see actually wanting to give up coffee. I've done it before, but I jump right back on.

Sometimes I need a complete reset week to give me a clean slate and help get me back to healthy eating. I'm interested to know if others do these reset weeks? What does your detox entail?

Sunday, June 19, 2011

I might as well bottle it...

There are beer snobs. I learned this at the Vancouver USA Marathon Expo this weekend, while dining with a couple fellow boothers (I don't know what to call us). They laughed about how some people don't know what an IPA is. I laughed while at the same time frantically tried to think of what I.P.A could stand for... I'll Google it later. Maybe. But honestly I don't really care. I am not a beer snob, I rarely touch the stuff. After the age of 25 my body decided it was time to quit the beer. Despite loving New Belgium like every good Colorado State graduate, my true love lies in the fruits of the vine.

O bought me the experience of wine making for my birthday. He's been big on gifting experiences. Which I love. So a couple months ago we made the wine.


And today we bottled it.

our wine baby

fill

cork

label

taste

I named it, 'the great whale also' and it's a Syrah. Now I've brewed my own beer and made my own wine (our first date was brewing beer at O's house - I still have one bottle I). If you live in Washington, I would suggest Classic Winemakers in Lacey. You have to ask questions to get to know the process; the man who showed us around was a man of few words. But over all was a great experience. I loved creating the label and seeing it on a real bottle of wine that we made. There will definitely be a dusty bottle of 'the great whale also' in my future...


Saturday, June 11, 2011

Heart it Races

I lined up for my second 5K since college graduation yesterday evening. I'd been swept up in the wake of Oiselle ladies training and now racing.
My collegiate career ended in the office of a sports psychologist. I believe it was in my second session of trying to get out of my own head I just said I didn't love it anymore. Which was more or less true. I remembered loving it. I knew I might be able to love it again. But at the moment it was tearing me down. I had tonsillitis, was still expected to be at workouts. Something in me quit after a particularly hilly 2.5 hour run the day after a meet. A girl's knee kept giving out, but she wouldn't get in our coach's truck. She wanted to finish the workout. He looked so proud, but I just thought "this is so messed up".

It took me years to come back and try racing for fun. I picked up a goal of finishing a 1/2 marathon, then a full. It was nice to run these races I had no expectations in. I still got in my head, I was nervous almost the entire first 1/2 marathon. But was happy to have nothing to compare my finish time to. This was not the old me. I used to be nervous until the gun went off, then competition took over. I didn't worry, I just ran.

Yesterday was my second ti
me in 6 years doing stride outs, edging up to that line, trying to tell my nagging voices to shut up! I was nervous the whole first mile, talking to myself, trying to talk it down, hanging on to the Oiselles. Then the girl I knew would win had to stop and tie her shoe, when she got back to it, I went with her. And I just hung on. If you're from Seattle you know that Rose is a fast, fast, FAST chick coming off an injury right now. She dresses in tutus, wigs and silly costumes and still wins. So I was really chasing this white wigged, tutu and fishnet tights wearing runner which took the edge off. As her wig got further and further away, I started playing the pick people off game. Trying to tell myself funny jokes instead of negative thoughts. Like my brother and I used to do when we'd race summer road races in Vermont. "I'm coming for you now funny feet"
Yesterday evening found my racing legs, and even though my time isn't a life PR (18:08) I'm very happy with it. I emptied my tank, I gave it everything I had, for the first time in years.

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Ch-ch-ch-changes


I've really been dragging these last couple weeks. Running with tired legs, crawling through the 2pm slump, hitting the Clinique hard to hide dark circles. I'm not sure what the deal is. As I drove up over the hill between Ballard and Wallingford this morning, I wasn't even feeling my normal bouts of road rage as a girl spot checking her makeup drifted into my lane.

Meh. I was too busy thinking about the things I needed to move and/or get rid of before O moves in tomorrow. I'm so excited! My best friend is moving in. Finally someone to cook me decent meals, make sure the electric bill gets paid plus all the Scrabble tournaments a girl can handle...but good change is also 'stress'. As W, a girl who works as head of HR at xyz corp, told me one day at running club. Ever taken a stress test? Me neither, but apparently you can score points for 'getting married', 'buying a house', 'getting a raise'... good things rate on the richter scale of stressout.


Change has always exhilarated and exhausted me. First exhilaration, followed closely by exhaustion. Then exhilaration again, and exhaustion. Roll on, rollercoaster. This cycle is typically coupled with getting sick (as is the case with most good rollercoasters). Knock on wood this isn't one of those situations.
Anyway, I'm pooped. But of course can't sleep. So ... running is coming as well as it can. I did a tempo workout today which seemed appropriate.